Katya POV
As I lay against Falcon, a soft breeze brushed against my skin from an open window, carrying the scent of freshly bloomed flowers. The room was dimly lit, casting a warm glow that enveloped us. My body felt weak and heavy, making it difficult to even lift myself. Yet, I knew the consequences of my actions and would use this as motivation to grow stronger.
Falcon listened attentively to every word I spoke, his calming presence soothing my worries. I worried that he might be upset, but instead, he remained calm and supportive, just as he always had been. He respected and valued my thoughts and opinions.
Struggling to lift myself a little more, Falcon offered his assistance. "I know you hate hearing me say this, Katya, but you really must get the rest your body needs. Promise me
